Shades Of Blue

My whole life's been shades of blue

But now the red is coming through

The blood is boiling, anger surges

Can't ignore my violent urges

My whole life I gave my self

My soul, my time, my founded wealth

And what do I get in return

Ill gotten lies in printed word

My whole life's been lived in shame

My once good name has now been stained

Can't retract the statements made

That caused my fame to fade away

My whole life's been mocked and scorned

I've been battered, bruised and scorned

The world sees what they want to see

And so with that I can't be me

My whole life did once implode

The pieces left still now corrode

The anger starts to burrow through

And I start to lose my shades of blue

I wrote this poem in 2003, during the Michael Jackson scandal... let me say right now that if anyone posts anything Nasty about Mr. Jackson I will promptly delete their post.... so don't bother.  I tried putting myself in his shoes (assuming of course that he was innocent).  It's sad to me that if none of it was true, something I firmly believe, then his name and his reputation are forever tainted.  I wrote several more poems on this subject.  I may share them with you sometime...  but for today I thought I would share why I call myself Shades Of Blue.  If someone with such a good heart and so much talent can be turned into a shamed image, can it not happen to any of us?  This poem is about sadness turning to anger.  People go postal and though its still not excusable.... can we really blame them?